I was reborn after choking on water [Quick Transmigration]

Ye Zhuolin was stunned for a moment, feeling that the whole person was in darkness for a while.

He didn't know how to answer. Since he was six years old, he has been wandering and working alone. He has no relatives or friends. It wasn't until Xiao Lulu appeared that he felt that he had such a human touch.

General Fengzhi has a natural rationality in dealing with things, which makes him not understand what "emotion" is, let alone give affirmative or negative answers when he is uncertain.He really didn't know how to deal with such a sudden question.

So I can only pretend to be stupid: "What? I don't understand, can I think differently?"

In fact, in essence, Ye Zhuolin never felt that Xiao Lulu really liked him. First, because Xiao Lulu was too young, and second, because of his self-consciousness as an "orphan" in the past few years, deep down in his heart, he didn't think that he would love him. to be liked.

It's a pity that Xiao Lulu is not a stupid person, so he failed to fool him: "I understand, Brother Ye, it's okay, don't feel embarrassed, actually... I don't understand these things, there is a high probability that I am also thinking about it , just wake up."

When Xiao Lulu said this, he had a smile on his face, but he was still not old enough and experienced enough to allow him to practice a seamless forced smile.

"Xiaolulu." In the end, Ye Zhuolin gave an answer, "I really don't know these things, but I can tell you that I don't hate you. I think it's good to be with you for a few years. If It’s been like this all my life, and that’s okay.”

Xiaolulu paused, and for a moment it seemed that the light of hope was shining again in his eyes.

Hey, just coax it, but this is indeed the truth.Ye Zhuolin felt that it was really not easy for him. As a person who is always against the sky and the earth, he can say these words, maybe he is old and his heart is big.

"By the way, since you're here, your name... Forget it, even if the paper isn't rotten, it's probably stained with my blood."

"Not dirty! And I don't mind if it's rotten, as long as it's written by Brother Ye, I like it."

As a result, Ye Zhuolin directed Xiao Lulu to turn over and over again, only to find a piece of scorched paper, on which the word "Jing Xing" was indeed written, but it was too rotten to read clearly.

Ye Zhuolin got up: "My wrist is good, I will rewrite it for you, it is not difficult anyway."

"No need! Brother Ye, heal his injuries and rest first, don't do other things."

"It's just a pen, it's not a big problem."

Xiaolulu had no choice but to pass the brush over, thinking about how to help Ye Zhuolin up without touching the wound.However, just as Ye Zhuolin was about to pick up his pen, a soldier suddenly broke into the army tent: "Report! General! Our reserve camp has been raided!"

The morning breeze outside the tent was brought in, it was cool and swishing, Ye Zhuolin's hand holding the pen froze instantly, and Xiao Lulu was also stunned for a moment.

The writing brush fell to the ground, and the paper on the table was blown away by the wind, making the rattling sound particularly ear-piercing.

The reserve camp is where Xiaolulu was before he came, where... a lot of gun|powder and pig iron for forging cannons are stored.

An attack on this kind of place is like a farmer having his fertilizer stolen. Not only the present is lost, but the future is also lost. It is definitely not a good thing for Nan Zhao's battle plan for a quick victory.

Ye Zhuolin immediately came back to his senses, got off the bed and said in a deep voice: "Mobilize half of the army to go back immediately, and that kind of place must not be lost!"

But Ye Zhuolin staggered as soon as his feet touched the ground.Being injured by the bomb is not as simple as being cut twice. In addition to the terrible external wounds, there are also internal injuries.A normal person wouldn't want to get out of bed within ten days and a half months after being bombed. Although General Ye is not so delicate, he can't afford to be tossed and tired for half a day.

"Let me go, Brother Ye, you just need to rest." Xiao Lulu supported Ye Zhuolin, lowered his head, and gritted his teeth, "My fault, I shouldn't have come, I was too impulsive, and He Xiao is still there."

Ye Zhuolin glanced at him, then shook his head slightly: "It has nothing to do with you, you don't know how to command urgently, even if you are... it won't be of much use."

General Ye's EQ was as touching as ever, and Xiao Lulu's eyes twitched when he was moved.

"I have to go back." Ye Zhuolin tightly grasped Xiaolulu's wrist, panting slightly, but his eyes were firm, "I am General Fengzhi, if I don't go back and carry it, why not let that 13-year-old He Xiao carry it?"

Xiaolulu blurted out: "Trust me once, I can help you carry it."

Ye Zhuolin was silent for a moment, he didn't even have time to wrap the bandages, he had already put on his clothes, ignored Xiao Lulu's obstruction, before leaving, he said to him: "You don't need to help me carry it, you... I can't bear it."

...

When Ye Zhuolin went back, the barracks was already in full swing.

God knows how this group of big men sneaked here. Under the management of Ye Zhuolin, the Nanzhao Legion is well-organized and meticulously arranged. Such an important place should naturally strengthen control and patrol.But now, all four watchtowers have been blown up, and Xifan's momentum is like a rainbow, like an enemy who has been holding back for ten years and suddenly comes to collect debts, and he can't hold it back.

The road was bumpy, Ye Zhuolin's wound opened again, and the white clothes that he rarely wore were stained red. My brother is running around.

This time Xi Fan learned the lesson, and when he realized that the reinforcements had arrived, he did not act recklessly, but retreated immediately, staying within a radius of [-] zhang around the barracks, which was within the range of bows and arrows.

At this time, the barracks was already on fire, and thick smoke billowed into the sky. There were screams and wailing everywhere. It was the smoke of death. If you looked closely, there were still some remains of explosives.Catapults can't get in this kind of place. It is estimated that people from Xifan brought the bomb in manually, and then ignited it suicidally.Ye Zhuolin really couldn't appreciate this sacrificial style of play.

The situation is not complicated, but they have nothing to do now. Even if Xi Fan is beaten away, the barracks will probably be burned to ashes, not to mention...

Ye Zhuolin suddenly poured the water from the kettle on his head, completely ignoring the wound on his back: "Xiao Lulu, just give me some temporary instructions and do what you can."

As soon as Xiao Lulu saw his action, he immediately understood what he wanted to do, and said anxiously: "But now the fire is too big, and we are being framed again, brother Ye, you said you should be calm in dealing with things and not act emotionally!"

"You should be rational, and I'm calm, but that's He Jianyuan's son!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Zhuolin rushed over like a reckless man, Xiao Lulu exclaimed, instinctively wanted to chase after him, but just as he pulled the horse rope, he stopped again.

He still has to command, this is the task given to him by Brother Ye.

After such a pause, Xiao Lulu couldn't catch up completely, and could only watch Ye Zhuolin pass by sharp arrows time and time again, and then fell into billowing thick smoke, and he could no longer see the slightest shadow.

"..." Xiaolulu pinched his wrist for bleeding marks, forced himself to come back to his senses, carefully observed the situation, as if nothing had happened, commanded in a terrifyingly calm and orderly manner, and performed at a super-level without a doubt.

This is nearly half of Nanzhao's current elite army. The loss must be minimized. Xiaolulu's command is very cautious, and Xifan does not dare to be reckless.The two sides stalemate for a while, and no one can do anything to the other.

And over there, it is not an exaggeration to say that Ye Zhuolin brushes past death all the time.Xifan even agreed that he must die if he enters the barracks, so no one was sent here to arrest him.

"He Xiao, cough... I heard something!" Ye Zhuolin stepped into the fire.

unmanned.

"He Xiao! Are you here!"

The answer this time was the "squeak" of the wood breaking.

Ye Zhuolin used his sword to push aside the rafters that had been burned down again and again. He was so choked by the thick smoke that his eyes had turned red.He only felt that his whole body lost strength, and even his consciousness began to be numb, and he just kept doing things according to instinct repeatedly.

There seems to be only one sentence left in his mind: He Jianyuan's son must live, and I must live, or Xiao Lulu will be sad.

I searched several times to no avail.

Running all the way, the wound burst open, and the long-term lack of oxygen under the strenuous exercise was simply a lack of energy and blood. Even if he was dead, he really couldn't hold on.Ye Zhuolin half-kneeled on the ground, using his sword as a crutch, just when he thought about retreating, he suddenly heard a faint sob.

Ye Zhuolin immediately put the sword in front of him, looked closely at the source of the sound, and finally breathed a sigh of relief from the black smoke.

Finally, before fainting, when he was in despair, he saw a figure under the table in the corner: a small huddled up, tearing off his clothes to cover his mouth and nose, trying not to let himself tremble with fear, maintaining a childish stubbornness, His eyes flicked around, as if looking for a countermeasure.

His throat was so tight that he didn't even say a word.

He Xiao, who thought he was going to die, also saw Ye Zhuolin, was stunned for a moment, then kowtowed his head happily: "Ye...cough cough cough, general!"

Ye Zhuolin's dazed eyes finally refocused, and with a curse in his heart, he pulled out the ashen-faced He Xiao, hugged him and rushed out.

At this moment, another wooden rafter fell down, and Ye Zhuolin was protecting He Xiao, but he couldn't dodge, and was hit on the head by the wooden rafter without hesitation, Ye Zhuolin hummed in his ears, and then felt his forehead was wet, almost thought he was soared.But he didn't have time to think about it, let alone check the wound, forced to stabilize the balance, and led He Xiao out of the sea of ​​flames in one go.

Xifan didn't expect him to come out, so he didn't prepare for it for a while, while Nan Zhao was stunned for a moment, feeling: Inhuman.

The inhuman Ye Zhuolin held He Xiao tightly in his arms, the two of them looked like they had just rolled out of the charcoal fire, and even if they went back to take a bath for an hour, it might not be in vain.And something more serious happened next.

After regaining his senses, Xifan shot arrows in the direction of Ye Zhuo Lin as if they had agreed at the same time, densely packed like a shower, similar to what would be suffered when tens of thousands of people attacked the city, enough to show how much Xifan wanted to be killed Ye Zhuo Lin.

He Xiao stayed in the fire for too long, his hands and feet were soft now, and he was sloppy when he walked. Ye Zhuolin held the twelve or thirteen-year-old boy with one arm, and had to spare the other Pushing aside the rain of arrows, the speed of movement is like a snail.When Nan Zhao came here, he pursued speed and didn't bring a shield at all, so Ye Zhuolin was now considered isolated and helpless, and there was no one to ask for help.

No matter how much Ye Zhuolin could carry it, he would still be tired. Moreover, he was also choked by the thick smoke, and he was already showing signs of loss of strength.

While struggling, two choices popped up in his mind: Either abandon He Xiao and protect himself, or use himself as a shield to protect He Xiao.

General Feng Zhi is not afraid of death, but he does not want to die. If he is not desperate for life at the age of 20, who is willing to give up the glorious life in the future?What's more, there is an extra path, which means that there is more hope and concern. Death is not a big deal, but nothing is a big deal after death.

But He Xiao couldn't die even more, this was the baby he dragged back with all his might, if he didn't live, he would be sorry for him.

At such a critical moment, a distracted person might end up with multiple holes in his body, yet Ye Zhuolin can still spare his energy to make a choice.But before he could make a judgment, just as his brain was running at high speed to analyze the pros and cons, a person suddenly ran towards him in a daze.

The man was not as tall as him, and his body was not as strong as him, but he was like a baby bird, protecting him behind him beyond his capacity.The sharp arrow pierced through the air and came whistling. The man didn't flinch, as if he was sincerely planning to die. Such a figure, on the blood-stained plain, looked so tiny like a moth to the flame.

Like fleeting splendor.

Ye Zhuolin didn't know where his strength came from, and shouted: "Xiao Lu Lu, go away!"

"Leave later, I won't block the way." Xiaolulu turned his back to him, he couldn't see any expression, but his voice was calm, "Your forehead is hurt, go back and bandage it."

Ye Zhuolin was completely anxious, and kicked back fiercely, but his leg went limp, so at the critical moment, his calf cramped smoothly, and he grinned.And He Xiao was sobered up by his yelling, he raised his eyelids in a daze, and was stunned by the scene in front of him: "Brother Lu Lu?"

This pause was followed by another rain of arrows.

Ye Zhuolin was about to go crazy, he didn't care about the cramp in his calf, he hurried forward and hugged Xiao Lulu in his arms.

At the same time, an arrow pierced Ye Zhuolin's back shoulder blade. Ye Zhuolin trembled, feeling a hole in his body, numb with pain, and Xiaolulu was shocked by his protection like a hungry tiger: "Brother Ye, you..."

"You're an idiot, you know it's not helpful." Ye Zhuolin grinned, and forced his breath to stabilize, "Don't tell me your heart, you take He Xiao away."

He Xiao probably knew that he was a laggard. At this time, he felt extremely guilty, so he swore: "Brother Lu Lu will take General Ye first. I am my father's son, not a waste."

"Don't babble, this is an order, do you hear me?" Ye Zhuolin pulled out the arrow from his body, looked at it like a fool, and stuffed He Xiao into Xiaolulu's arms, "Don't be like that The blood is boiling like that of a fool, you both get out of here."

Xiaolulu's expression was stiff: "Ye..."

"If you don't go." Ye Zhuolin said in a low voice, with a rare sullen expression, "Then you, don't follow me from now on."

Ye Zhuolin, who knows himself, knows the enemy, and wins every battle, is used to pondering the hearts of others, knows Xiaolulu's temperament too well. He knows this sentence too well for Xiaolulu. It hurts like a knife.

Xiao Lulu was really stunned: "This..."

Another arrow pierced into Ye Zhuolin's left shoulder and pierced directly from the back. The blood stained almost half of Ye Zhuolin's white clothes red, like ink poured on paper and kept spreading. It's unbelievable what kind of pain this is.

But Ye Zhuolin didn't change his face, and continued to stare at Xiaolulu, his eyes were deep and heartfelt, and there was a hint of farewell in his eyes.

Xiao Lulu's Adam's apple moved slightly, staring at the arrow, and whispered almost choked up: "I was wrong." Then he pulled He Xiao and left as quickly as possible.

Ye Zhuolin told Xiaolulu with practical actions: I may still be alive if you leave, but if you don't leave, I will definitely die.

Seeing that Xiaolulu had reached the safe area, Ye Zhuolin breathed a sigh of relief, the sword in his hand seemed to become heavier, and the speed of drawing the arrow became slower and slower, until...he no longer had the strength to swing the sword.

Probably really have to explain.

Before he fell down, it seemed that someone had grabbed his shoulders and stood in front of him, but he had no strength left to look.

In a daze, it seems that someone said: "If you don't follow, then don't follow... It's enough for you to live, enough..."